CHAPTER 13: BURN! ZERO-DEGREE FLAMES OF YOUTH!

"That was incredible, Young Midoriya!" All Might said, rushing up to his green-haired successor in his hero form. "All Might! Thank you…but where's mom?" the boy asked, limping along, his right leg heavily stressed by his finishing move. "Oh, she passed out in joy after you won. She's in Recovery Girl's office right now. Speaking of which, we should take you there now."

By the time Midoriya had made it to the clinic, his mother had already returned to the faculty box, no doubt in search of the man she didn't realize was her son's mentor. Recovery Girl gave Midoriya a quick scolding and a whack on the head, before telling him he was free to go, his finger and stress-fractured leg healed. But the boy had some important questions before he returned.

"All Might – I mean, Toshinori-sensei" Midoriya addressed the Number One Hero. "Have you ever…heard voices because of One For All?" Both of the pro heroes in the room immediately paused. "…Voices?" All Might asked. "That's the first time I've ever heard of a voice showing up in a user's head due to One For All. You and Nana both described seeing figures shrouded in shadows in dreams or similar states, but that's the best I have" Recovery Girl said. "…Nana?" Midoriya asked.

All Might looked…sad? He sighed, before answering. "Nana Shimura was my mentor, and the Seventh Holder of One for All. She died a long time ago, a hero to the bitter end." Midoriya was struck by a sudden thought. "All Might…how many holders of One For All were women?" he asked, now very curious. The two pros looked at each other. "Only one…" The boy's eyes lit up. "The voice in my head is definitely a woman's…and she described herself as a previous holder of One For All. You don't think…?"

All Might's face flickered with an indescribable expression. Recovery Girl pondered the whole situation for a few moments. "Have you tried contacting this…voice yet?" she queried. "Not yet…I'll give it a shot" the boy said, before closing his eyes and thinking. "Hey, uhhhhhhh…Nana Shimura? Is that you?"

And then the inside of his mind was flooded by a warm feeling.

"You finally got it, kid! Nana Shimura, or my ghost (?) anyway, at your service!" the voice cheerfully stated. "Tell Toshinori that I've been watching him with all the others…and I'm very, VERY proud of him." Midoriya opened his eyes. "Did it work?" All Might asked. "It did…and she says 'I've been watching you with all the others…and I'm very proud of you, Toshinori.'"

At this, tears began streaming from the Number One Hero's eyes. "Thank you, Nana…" he sobbed, in both sadness and joy. "Okay, that's enough, Toshinori" Recovery Girl said, whacking the hero with her cane. "We'll have to discuss this more later, but until then you're discharged. Go watch Todorki's match; you'll want to know what you're up against." "R-Right!"

Cue: My Hero Academia Opening 2 – Peace Sign

"You did good, Deku!" Uraraka shouted, as the greenette made his way into the student seating. "Here, we saved you a seat" Iida said, gesturing to an empty spot between Uraraka and Banjo. "Really manly fight, dude!" Kirishima and Tetsutetsu said in unison, before scowling at each other and turning away. As he passed Bakugo on his way down, the explosive blonde muttered something that sounded like "Good going, nerd." "Did that really happen? Probably just my imagination…" the boy thought.

"ALRIGHT FOLKS, IT'S TIME FOR US TO BEGIN THE SECOND MATCH OF THE PRELIMINARIES!" Present Mic shouted, as the two combatants took the stage. "FIRST, FROM HERO CLASS 1-B, IT'S THE SKILLED, THE BEAUTIFUL, THE SCALY, SETSUNA TOKAGE!" The lizard girl flashed a sharp-toothed smile at this. "AND HER OPPONENT: THE UNBELIEVABLY STRONG RECOMMENDATION STUDENT, FROM 1-A: SHOTO TODOROKI!" "Begin!" Midnight shouted, and the lizard girl stretched.

"I know my odds of winning are almost nonexistent against you Todoroki; I saw your insane power back in the Recommendation Exam…but I don't feel like lying down and surrendering that easily!" Tokage shouted, before throwing two punches, each of her arms detaching and flying towards her opponent with the motion. "A BOLD STRATEGY BY TOKAGE, AIZAWA! LET'S SEE IF IT PAYS OFF!" The rest of the girl's body disassembled and floated at various points around the ring. "The early bird gets the worm; it's as simple as that!"

Setsuna Tokage. Her Quirk: Lizard Tail Splitter! She can disassemble her body into as many as 50 little pieces and make all of them levitate!

"REPTILE RUSH!" she shouted, sending a barrage of punches towards the bichomatic boy. "My best hope is to end this quickly, either by knocking him out or throwing him out. But just in case…I've scattered my limbs all over the ring to avoid being incapacitated by a single ice blast. I refuse…I refuse to lose!" One of the arms grabbed Todoroki by the collar and dragged him towards the edge of the ring.

Bakugo stared at the ring. "Lizard Bitch just fucked up" he said, catching the glint of cold fury in Todoroki's eye. "I'm sorry…" the bichromatic boy said, before unleashing a wave of cold.

The entire arena shook. In the commentary booth, Present Mic's glasses almost slid off his face, and Aizawa stared wide-eyed. In the faculty box, Inko passed out again from shock, and both Kagami and Hanaya's eyed bugged out of their heads. All Might was utterly stunned. The hero students gawked at the massive glacier that had formed feet from their faces, and outside, the pros guarding the stadium stared at the top of the ice formation jutting out over the edge of the top. Finally, Ingenium broke the silence. "Holy shit."

Midnight was half frozen on the stage nearby. "Tokage…can you move at all?" The poor girl was frozen up to the neck in the glacier, chattering in the cold, her reptilian biology only worsening the cold's effects on her. "I couldn't escape if I tried. I surrender." Midnight raised her hand since she couldn't crack her whip. "Setsuna Tokage has surrendered! Shoto Todoroki advances to the second round!" The crowd began to chant "Nice try!" at the poor girl as Todoroki melted the glacier. "I'm sorry…I was angry" the bichromatic boy said, before walking back to the locker room, staring coldly at the flaming man near the top of the stands.

"Well…you're fucked" Nana helpfully supplied. "No shit" Midoriya responded.

A quick intermission later, and it was time for the next match. "THE THIRD MATCH IS ABOUT TO BEGIN! NOW INTRODUCING THE COMBATANTS: FIRST, FROM CLASS 1-A, THE ROCK-HARD ROUGHHOUSER, EIJIRO KIRISHIMA!" The spiky-haired redhead grinned a sharp-toothed smile as he waved to the crowd. "AND HIS OPPONENT: 1-B'S BURNING BOXER, THE FIERY RYUGA BANJO!" The brown-haired boy had a look of abject excitement on his face, illuminated by the giant torches on each corner of the ring. "THIS COULD BE THE MANLIEST MATCHUP OF THE ENTIRE TOURNAMENT!"

The two manly teens walked towards each other, meeting in the center of the ring. "May the manliest man win" Kirishima said, as the two shook hands. "May he indeed" Banjo responded, clearly ready for the battle. The two combatants each walked ten paces back, then turned to face each other. "Kirishima, are you ready?" Midnight asked. "Hell yeah!" the spiky teen shouted. "Banjo, are you ready?" Midnight asked. "I was born ready!" Banjo responded, slamming his fists together. The risqué pro then cracked her whip.

"BEGIN!"

*cue: Kamen Rider Build OST – Burning My Soul*

The two teens let out a battlecry, before charging each other. Kirishima hardened his entire upper body and swung a powerful right hook at his foe. Banjo sidestepped slightly and, lighting his fist aflame, hit Kirishima with a massive uppercut. The redhead was flung back almost halfway across the ring by the hit, but his hardened skin had sliced his opponent's fist open. Banjo stared at his bleeding hand for a few moments, then grinned. "That was manly as FUCK dude!" "Hey thanks man, that hit of yours was really manly too!" his foe responded, sharp teeth gleaming.

The two rushed in again, fists flying as the two matched each other blow for blow. "COME ON!" "THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT!" Before letting out a simultaneous battlecry of "ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA!" while pounding each other's faces in, flame meeting rock in this manly competition. The two attack rushes forced the competitors apart and to opposite ends of the ring, each one shouting in glee before rushing each other again. Kirishima threw another huge right, followed by repeated left jabs. Bajno sidestepped or blocked all of the hits without much difficulty. "Y'know…if you're going to try to win a boxing match, the former three-time Japanese National Youth Boxing Champion might not be a good opponent" the brown-haired boy explained. At this, Kirishima's grin widened even more. "An opponent I have no chance against unless I give it my all? What could be more manly than this?" he asked gleefully. "That's what I'm talkin' about!"

Fifteen minutes of knock-down drag-out fistcuffs later, the two were still at an impasse. Each one was thinking the same thing. "Gotta end this soon!" Banjo's right fist began to burn with the hottest flames the boy could muster, while Kirishima poured every ounce of Hardening into his right arm. Then, the two charged each other. "FINISHING MOVE!" the two yelled in unison, drawing both their right arms back and swinging towards the other. "RED BREAKER!" "DRAGONIC PUNISHER!" Banjo's red-hot fist drove into Kirishima's left cheek, while Kirishima's rock-hard fist drove into Banjo's left cheek. A resounding "CRACK!" sounded through the stadium, before the duo disengaged.

The two teens wobbled on their feet, before starting to fall backwards. "That…was the manliest moment of my life…" Kirishima gasped, before passing out. "Mine too, bro, mine too…" Banjo responded, landing with a loud thud on the concrete…still conscious. Midnight blinked in surprise, then checked on the two combatants. "Eijiro Kirishima has been incapacitated! Ryuga Banjo advances to the quarterfinals!"

The crowd exploded in awe and delight as medical bots stretchered both of them away. "I want those two at my agency" one pro said. "You'll have to compete with me for them!" another responded. Another pro in the crowd, wearing a red leather bodysuit with thick armor over it, grinned in joy. "That's my boy…" he said, sipping a cup of coffee.

"AAAAAAND THAT'S THAT! WHAT A SLOBBERKNOCKER OF A MATCH WE'VE WATCHED!" Present Mic howled in excitement. "Is 'slobberknocker' even a word?" Aizawa questioned. "Only if you're Jim Ross" Ingenium snarked. In the student seating, 1-B was going bananas with delight. "YES! THAT'S THE WAY YOU DO IT, BANJO!" Kendo yelled in joy. "Oh, that'll be tough to follow" Honenuki said, before glancing at Yaoyorozu. "Agreed. Looks like we have our work cut out for us" the raven-haired girl said. Even Bakugo was impressed. "He actually punched out Shitty Hair. He's got strength going for him, that's for sure."

In another section of the stadium, several other friends of the victorious students were celebrating. "Awesome! Ryuga really is the best, isn't he, Mii-tan?" Business Course 1-I student Kazumi Sawatari asked of the girl next to him. "Stow it, Grease. You could have been up there if you'd tried a little harder" she said, shaking her head. "Yeah…I really didn't do very well, did I?" he sighed, small drops of oil falling from his hands.

In the seat next to them, a dark-haired girl cried with joy. "Ryuga…I'm so proud of you" she said, sniffling. The duo next to her turned to comfort her. "Ryuga really did good, Kasumi…and I don't doubt that he'll keep up his winning streak for a while to come" the girl said. "Y-Yeah. Thank you, Misora" Kasumi Ogura responded, extremely proud of her boyfriend.

A few seats over, three Support Course students were going crazy over the match. "Man, this is awesome! Look at this data!" Kiryu said, his hair standing up again. "Attaching those sensors to him before he went out to fight really worked out in our favor. We can upgrade all of his gear with this!" the tall, dark-haired boy with glasses said. Hatsume was practically glowing from the feed of information coming from their sensors. "Sen! Nari! Let's make some really great babies for Banjo!" And so the Terrible Trio of the Support Department plotted, devising new ways to make their friend even more obscenely powerful.

"AND WE'RE BACK FOR THE FOURTH MATCH OF THE FIRST ROUND, AND IT'S A BATTLE BETWEEN TWO RECOMMENDATION STUDENTS!" Present Mic bellowed, as the crowd cheered. "FIRST, FROM CLASS 1-A, THE QUEEN OF CREATION, MOMO YAOYOROZU!" The ponytailed girl bowed stiffly, clearly uncomfortable about all the eyes on her. "AND HER OPPONENT, THE LIPLESS WONDER OF 1-B, JUZO HONENUKI!" The ashen-haired boy facepalmed at his description. "Seriously, Mic-sensei?" he groaned. Midnight cracked her whip. "Yaoyorozu, are you ready?" The girl nodded. "Honenuki, are you ready?" "I am." "Then…BEGIN!"

Yaoyorozu's mind spun at a million miles a minute. "From what I remember from our conversations at lunch, he can soften inorganic objects with his touch, so he'll probably try to immobilize me by softening the concrete around my feet…" "No hard feelings, Yaoyorozu?" her opponent asked respectfully. "No hard feelings, Honenuki" she said, smiling softly. Then, at the drop of a bag of popcorn in the audience, the two dashed forward.

Yaoyorozu formed a metal shield on her right arm and a long metal pole in her left, swinging at her foe…but the boy reached out and touched the shield. In a few moments, the metal had softened almost to a liquid consistency and dripped off her arm. Eyes widening, she swung the pole, but her opponent ducked under the swing and gripped the pole, which also softened and dripped out of her grip.

"Dammit!" the raven-haired girl yelled, conjuring a carbon-fiber baton and swinging it at Honenuki. The ashen-haired boy was clearly not expecting such a swift counterattack and narrowly avoided the hit. Yaoyorozu turned around…only to see an empty ring behind her. "OHHHH, WHAT'S THIS? 1-B'S HONENUKI VANISHES FROM YAOYOROZU'S VIEW!" Mic bellowed. "That's just his Quirk. Now, you're about to find out just why he was a recommendation student" Aizawa said.

The girl suddenly felt an odd sensation under her, and looked down just in time to see the concrete liquefying under her. "Crap, he's got my ankles! If he gets the chance to harden the concrete again, he'll have won!" Concentrating on her back, she began to create a new item to let her escape. The back of her jacket bulged, and a metallic backpack erupted from the torn cloth, before a jet of fire shot from its' bottom.

"A jetpack?" Jiro asked. "That was really close for her. Juzo almost got her" a dark-skinned boy – Kuroiro, Midoriya recalled – said, not taking his eyes off the battle for even an instant. "YES! Way to go, Honenuki! Show these 1-A chumps that-!" Monoma began, before Kendo knocked him out again. "Jeez, what's his problem?" Kujo asked. "He's got a real issue with 1-A – I think it's because he ran into Bakugo after the USJ Incident and he called 1-B the loser class" Tokage said, rolling her eyes.

"Seriously?!" Kujo muttered, before glaring at the explosive blonde. "Even when we're not around his ego STILL finds ways to fuck things up for us." Bakugo snapped right back. "Shut it, Bike-Boy! They've got 'B' in their name for a reason!" "Whatever" Kujo responded, ignoring Bakugo's angry posturing.

Back in the ring, Yaoyorozu hovered a few feet above the ring. "Yikes, he almost got me. I have one chance to do this…let's hope it works!" Her exposed midriff glowed, and out fell several small objects. "Russian Nesting Dolls?" Ingenium asked. The dolls fell into the liquefied concrete below her, and after a few moments, bubbles began to rise, before Honenuki shot out of the ground, landing near Yaoyorozu's position as she shed her jetpack and landed on the now-solid concrete.

"Depth charges? You really are ruthless!" Honenuki shouted, stumbling around thanks to the depth charge dolls temporarily blinding him with a flash of heat and light. "I guess I can be…and right now, I'll make it count!" the raven-haired girl shouted, grabbing one of the boy's arms and placing a hand on his chest. Then, in one fluid motion, she threw him over her head…and out of the ring. The Rated-R Hero cracked her whip. "Juzo Honenuki is out of bounds! Momo Yaoyorozu advances to the quarterfinals!"

"AND WITH THAT, HALF THE MATCHES HAVE BEEN DECIDED FOR THE QUARTERFINALS! WE'LL BE BACK AFTER A TEN-MINUTE INTERMISSION FOR THE NEXT MATCH!" Present Mic shouted, as the crowd roared for Yaoyorozu's victory. The girl in question walked over to her lipless opponent, who was still blinking spots out of his eyes. "I'm sorry…that was a really mean trick" she said apologetically, holding her hand out. "Don't be" Honeuki said, grabbing her hand. As she helped him up, he continued. "You did what you had to in order to beat me, and I respect that." The crowd cheered again at the display of sportsmanship, the victor walking her opponent to Recovery Girl's office for a quick checkup. "The Yaoyorozu girl has a strong Quirk that she clearly has good control over…but her technique could use work. Maybe I should send her an offer…" a tall, dark-haired pro with glasses noted from the stands.

One ten-minute break later, and it was time for the next match to start. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IT'S TIME FOR THE FIFTH MATCH OF ROUND ONE!" Present Mic shouted, as the crowd cheered. "FIRST, THE DARK WIZARD OF 1-A, FUMIKAGE TOKOYAMI!" The raven-headed boy stood quietly and confidently on one side of the arena, arms crossed. "AND HIS OPPONENT: FROM GENERAL STUDIES, ONE HALF OF 1-C'S TWO-MAN POWER TRIP, HITOSHI SHINSOU!" The exhausted-looking purple-haired teen walked onto the stage, and stared at Tokoyami with tired eyes that the bird boy could swear were boring into his very soul. "What a mad banquet of darkness…" Tokoyami muttered.

"Tokoyami, are you ready?" Midnight asked. "I am" the bird boy responded. "Shinsou, are you ready?" she asked. "*yawn* I'm ready" the tired purple-haired boy answered. Midnight cracked her whip. "BEGIN!" Shinsou smirked darkly. "May the best man win, right, Tokoyami?" he asked. The raven-headed teen nodded. "Indeed."

And then the world went white for Fumikage Tokoyami. "Turn around and walk out of that ring" Shinsou said. Tokoyami found himself unable to resist. "WHAT'S THIS? TOKOYAMI IS GIVING UP?" Aizawa snorted. "That's not it at all. I had some data compiled on the finalists…and this boy, Hitoshi Shinsou, is a prime example of why the UA Entrance Exam is flawed." The bird boy drew closer to the edge of the ring as Aizawa continued. "According to his files, Shinsuo has a psychological Quirk – great for hero work, but like mine, it didn't work on the robots in the exam…which is why he ended up in General Studies."

Just before Tokoyami could step over the line, a low rumbling noise sounded from him. Then, a shadow beast exploded out of him, and his control over his body returned. "Thank you, Dark Shadow" the raven-headed teen said gratefully. "No problem, Fumi!" the spirit responded. "Now…go forth, and strike down our adversary!" he said, pointing to Shinsou. "You got it!" the phantasm responded, before soaring over to the purple-haired boy. "Hey, hey, shouldn't you be out of the ring by now?" Shinsou asked in surprise. "Caw caw, bitch!" Dark Shadow responded, uppercutting the teen a fair distance across the ring. But the damage had been done, and the spirit went stiff as Shinsou sat back up.

"Remove your master from the ring" the purple-haired boy said, a smirk on his face. "Dark Shadow…stop! I command you to stop!" Tokoyami said, as his Quirk came closer to him. The raven-headed teen took note of how close he was to the edge of the ring, and the speed his own Quirk was approaching him at, and suddenly realized his chances of victory had vanished. "What a pity" the boy remarked, as Dark Shadow collided with him and threw him out of the ring. Midnight cracked her whip. "Fumikage Tokoyami is out of bounds! Hitoshi Shinsou advances to the semifinals!" The two competitors left the ring, Tokoyami brooding darkly and Shisou lazily waving. As they departed, all of the spectators could only have one common thought.

"What just happened?"

"Well, that was different" Asui commented bluntly as the others looked on in astonishment at Tokoyami's loss. "Man, General Studies is hiding some real tough customers" Sero commented. The long haired mushroom girl from 1-B gasped. "He almost took us out of the running way earlier in the cavalry battle! Luckily, Sawatari was able to snap us out of it, but we'd have lost our points near the start if he'd managed to use his power on all of us!" she squeaked. Uraraka eyed the purple head of hair exiting the ring. If she won the next match, she'd have to face him.

"IT'S TIME FOR ANOTHER PULSE-POUNDING BATTLE, FOLKS!" the Voice Hero shouted. Uraraka stood on one side of the ring facing her orange-haired adversary. "INTRODUCING FIRST: FROM HERO COURSE 1-A, THE ADORABLE MISTRESS OF GRAVITY, OCHAKO URARAKA!" On the opposite side of the ring, Kendo smiled back at her friend, who would be her opponent this round. "HER OPPONENT: THE DE FACTO LEADER OF CLASS 1-B, ITSUKA KENDO!". "May the best woman win" the duo said in unison, eyes narrowing at each other.

"Uraraka, are you ready?" Midnight asked. "Yep!" "Kendo, are you ready?" "Yes, I am." The hero cracked her whip. "BEGIN!"

Uraraka immediately charged forward, expecting Kendo to make her hands bigger to attack with…only for the orangette to duck under her lunge and strike her in the gut with a knee strike. As the brunette stumbled back from the blow, her opponent shook her head. "Urara, that was naïve of you" Kendo said, shaking her head in disappointment, before continuing. "I know how your Quirk works, and that this is a bad matchup for me. My hands would be bigger, easier targets for you if I used my Quirk…which is why I'll beat you without using my powers!"

Back in the stands, Midoriya watched in horror. "Oh no…Uraraka's Quirk would normally put her at a significant advantage, but if Kendo is fighting her Quirkless in hand to hand, she's at a massive disadvantage…" Monoma laughed smugly. "How pathetic, Class A. Now watch as our President squashes your-!" A smack from one of Shiozaki's vines silenced the annoying blonde again. "I pray that Monoma may find the light and cheer for Kendo virtuously instead of because of a pathetic class rivalry. May the Lord absolve his of his sins, Amen" the religious girl prayed, as everyone around her sweatdropped.

In the ring, Kendo was handily keeping the upper hand against Uraraka, despite the gravity girl's best efforts. Her strikes were too quick and efficient for Uraraka to even hope to get a good hold on Kendo. "THIS LOOKED LIKE IT WAS GOING TO BE A FAIR FIGHT, BUT IT'S TURNING OUT TO BE A PRETTY ONE-SIDED BEATDOWN!" Mic shouted. "That's not it at all. Uraraka is at a natural disadvantage here due to her lack of physical training in favor of Quirk training…something that many students and pros alike could improve on" Aizawa responded, his words giving Midoriya callbacks to how easily he thrashed the villains at the USJ in hand to hand after disabling their Quirks.

And then, just when it looked like Uraraka's fate was sealed, Kendo slipped up.

As the orange-haired girl came in for a hard elbow strike, hoping to end the battle, Uraraka ducked under her swing and clasped one hand on her wrist. Kendo found herself suddenly weightless, with the momentum of her last attack carrying her forward towards the edge of the ring. "Oh no you don't!" she yelled, expanding her hands until they were larger than her own body, before bringing them together in a massive clap.

The blast of wind released by her weightless thunderclap buffeted the crowd and bowled Uraraka over like she was the weightless one, but the tactic backfired spectacularly of 1-B's big sister. The propulsion generated flung her all the way across the ring in reverse, over the white line and out over the green. Before she could correct her course and get back to the ring, Uraraka seized the chance and touched her fingers together. "Release!" Kendo fell to the ground, landing on her feet but out of bounds.

Midnight cracked her whip. "Itsuka Kendo is out of bounds! Ochako Uraraka advances to the quarterfinals!" As the crowd cheered for Uraraka's victory, many pros also commented on Kendo's strength and skill in combat. One masked, muscular pro with mint-green hair immediately decided to make offers to both of them after that performance. "AND LIKE THAT, URARAKA PULLS OFF A SURPRISE WIN! WHAT AN EXCITING TURN OF EVENTS, FOLKS!"

Aizawa nodded in approval. "They both did very well. Kendo held the upper hand through much of the battle with her strength and experience, but Uraraka's natural instincts allowed her to take advantage of an opening and turn the tables." "I'd say they're both very promising talents" Ingenium noted, the round-faced girl starting to cry tears of joy at the Turbo Hero's words.

"Yeah! Good going Itsu! And congrats, Urara!" Tokage greeted her two friends as they returned to the stands. "Thanks, Setsuna" Kendo said wearily before turning to her former opponent and gripping her in a firm hug. "Good job, Urara…looks like I still get a little sloppy if I get too into a fight" the orangette admitted sheepishly.

"ALRIGHT, NOW THAT THAT'S OVER AND DONE WITH, IT'S TIME FOR OUR NEXT MATCH, AND IT'S A BATTLE OF THE SPEEDSTERS! TENYA IIDA VS KIRIYA KUJO!"

NEXT TIME ON GAME START! HERO ACADEMIA:

Iida vs Kujo! Who is the lord of the speed? And can Shiozaki overcome 1-A's resident demolitions expert? Stay tuned for more!

NOTES:

Jesus, it took six hours to write this chapter. However, I'm really happy with how it turned out, especially the Banjo/Kirishima and Yaoyorozu/Honenuki fights. Now, some of you may be wondering where Iida's character development in the next arc will come from if his brother is on commentary instead of in Hosu. Don't worry, that development will come, all right (evil grin).

Thanks for reading!